Each winter, as snow buries the Altai Mountains and the air thins with cold, a small number of Kazakh nomads head into the wild with golden eagles perched on their arms.
No rifles. No dogs. Just centuries of tradition and a bond between predator and rider that’s as rare as it is powerful.
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